Is everything really fate? On how he tampered with history, covering the sky, history is irreversible, and historical correction will make some things right.
"Emperor Wu …"
King Pan looked at Fang Luchen’s weak mouth.
"Taoist friends need to be so called."
Liu Chen shake head a way
"Brother Lu, I appreciate you coming here, but I have seen through life and death and need to go against the trend."
Pan Wang Yin was weak and turned his eyes to Brother Di Gu. "You said this elder was good. If I use your strength, I can be reborn, but I also lost my way."
Pan Wang sighed with emotion, "I have come all the way from heaven and earth, and I have asked that my practice has never stopped looking ahead today. This is my own robbery and I should cross it myself."
"Taoist friends have great courage, so I won’t do it."
Brother Di Gu nodded and said that there is greater hope for this world in his heart. There will be amazing people born from generation to generation, and in the future, it will surely drive out the darkness and completely restore peace to heaven and earth.
"Father!"
Pan Wang had tears in his eyes, but he didn’t expect his father to give up treatment. He was not a firm seeker. He felt that his father was the most important and didn’t understand his father’s thoughts.
Lu Chen also had some surprises about the decision of King Pan. Is this fate?
He made a deduction, and the eye of the martial arts gave off a terrible light, and when everyone saw it, he looked into the long river and swam.
At this moment, all the people were brought into Lu Chen’s eyes. He continued to look back. In the days of covering the sky, those strong men who knew Lu Chen felt his breath.
There is a woman in red who seems to perceive something on the edge of the river, looking around and running wildly across the poverty. Is that you! ? You! ？”
A fat young man and a fat Taoist priest seem to feel something looking up at the sky. "Is it … the smell of touts?"
The fat Taoist also frowned and pinched his fingers, calculating, "I was bored just now, but I didn’t see the node. Is it possible that Emperor Wu … has it been a long river?"
He muttered to himself, "but if that’s the case, he won’t return?" Everyone is waiting for him … "
Young and fat, wrapped in chaos, with a memory in his eyes, "When will you return to your father and mother? They all died …"
When I was swimming, a young man in white walked and looked back. "Adoptive father …"
Beside him, there is a sister Wang who is also confused. "It just seems … it’s a grandmaster’s breath."
There is also a woman who is not far away from chaos and has a surprise on her face. "It seems to be Master Lu!"
The three of them explored around but didn’t perceive the breath of Lu Chen again. It seems that Lu Chen’s eyes passed through here and fell on them for a moment.
"Adoptive father, don’t you return … father, they …"
Ye Yishui sighed and clenched his fists, then strengthened his eyes and looked at Liu Zhetian and Xian Ye. "Let’s go. This battle is unavoidable."
The battlefield behind them has been buried too much in this era.
Lu Chen’s glance has been forgotten for hundreds of millions of years, and only he can see through all kinds of unrestricted things in the era of covering the sky, and his vision has also passed through the sky to swim further, that is, in the era of the holy market, and he has seen himself and all kinds of people.
He wants to deduce and observe the ending of a set of kings, but he doesn’t want to see many scenes that make his heart burn. That is why people end up sad and sad.
After all, Emperor Wudi’s Palace was shattered and buried, and even those he personally taught fell by half.
Finally, Lu Chen withdrew his sight with a faint sigh.
"Emperor Wu … my father he …"
King Pan was shocked and looked at Lu Chen’s heart and marveled. This is the power of the strong immortal emperor. You can forget to wear the long river at a glance.
It’s not a calculation, it’s just violence. Look at the truth.
"can’t say"
If he didn’t guess wrong, King Pan was the flat peach tree in Yaochi, an immortal medicine in the later days, and it was also the monkey father who fought and the holy emperor once held the immortal medicine.
